#youre fun to mess with on anon so you get a hint lol

[why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat]

PREACH!!!

Stop the Damian slander! He is highly trained, and anyone who knows anything about blood knows not to ingest it! He would definitely know about blood borne diseases and how to make sure he doesn't put himself in harm's way more than needed.

People forget that he was still raised as a prince in the LoA, he most definitely is not feral. Rude, yes. Feral? Never, that's simply not on his character and it erases a lot of it when writing him like that. Again, he was raised like a prince. Princes aren't feral.

Most people also forget that he is a kid, a very traumatized kid who was raised to kill. He is a mammas boy, and loves animals because it's a family trait. The al Ghuls have an animal sanctuary, they do some good in the world even they are a bunch of assassins.

Damian is also written as if he was born in America and raised there. There are going to be growing pains, and cultural shocks. There are going to be differences in how he tans, his food preferences (past veganism), and how he starts and ends his day than most people here in America would.

You don't have to do a deep dive into Arabic, Jewish, and Chinese culture and history, but at least remember that he isn't going to be a white boy from NJ. That kid also isn't ignorant of American culture either, so please don't dumb down his character.

Damian is actually very smart, and has a wide set of skills (like magic! He can straight up use magic, though I don't know if that came from Bruce or Talia) that isn't used. People love to fit Damian into a little mold and set him up on a shelf to look at when he is a 12 ft marble statue.

You just need to take a closer look and realize that what you have on your shelf is a shoddy reconstruction of the real deal and take the effort to actually witness Damian for who he is.

—> I need to yap about damian so I'm yapping about damian on my damian blog. 🤯

Anyways, I really like how a lot of people do believe that Damian would bite even though he was heavily disciplined and abused as a child on how to fight correctly and accordingly. That lil guy was definitely taught that biting wasn't acceptable and definitely isn't fair to use in any sort of fight.

I also really want to talk about how so many comics & the dcau mentions how Damian would be impure and filthy when he, in fact, is probably one of the most germaphobic and polished Robins. 😭

Have you seen his mother's side of the family? That boy has a skin care routine involving over 20 steps just to keep his skin clear.

I'm telling you, when he gets his first zit, he freaks out over it and thinks he's dying (he knows it's acne, but the world is ending because god forbid he gets a pimple.)

UGH ALSO, I just love when people draw Damian with ethnic features, especially since he's Jewish, Arab, and Chinese. I love the people who do that !!

[froggiewrites]

I know you’re not taking requests rn BUT if in the future you wouldn’t mind and think it’s fun: I was working and had disney’s mulan (1998 obviously) in the background, hadn’t watched in a while so I did laugh when mulan was practicing acting like a man and said “ha! I see you have a sword, I have one too! they’re very manly-” and just drops the sword. What if reader had to go undercover as swordsman somewhere and they ask zoro for help/pointers and they do this really bad act in front of him? or maybe it’s something like a first meeting kind of thing where the reader is trying to blend in to escape or something and encounters zoro, does this horrible act and ends up confessing and asking for help? I just think this would be hilarious bc zoro might seem and feel very offended but has probably experienced worse with the crew’s jokes and if feelings are involved he could be like “why am I attracted to this idiot?”, affectionately ofc lol

I had a lot of fun with this one, anon. Mulan is tied for my favorite Disney movie, so I was already super on board with this request, and then as I started writing it just started getting really silly. I hope you enjoy it!!

Make a (Swords)Man Out of You

Pairing: Zoro x Reader

SFW

Summary: Your attempt to go undercover as a master swordsman isn't going particularly well. A kind (if somewhat grumpy) stranger offers you some lessons to help keep up the ruse. Warnings: Fluff, Reader is a loser (affectionate) in this one, Zoro is also a bit of a loser Word Count: 2.5k

You were seriously going to get yourself killed.

You were convinced this was going to be easy. You’d tricked people before, and frankly, how hard could it be to use a sword? You don’t need to pretend to be the best swordsman, just a swordsman!

It turns out using a sword is, admittedly, kind of hard.

You couldn’t count on one hand the amount of times you had nearly cut yourself, or the blade had slipped from your hands, or you ended up not slicing through anything because you messed up your swing. You try to tell yourself over and over again that you don’t need to be the best, just mediocre, but you can’t even manage that at this point. You’re going to get caught. You’ve been undercover in this group for a week now, and you’ve managed to avoid any actual swordplay so far, but you can’t keep this up for long. Not only have you not found the treasure you wanted, you’re probably going to get your head sliced off before you find even a hint of it’s location. 

So here you are, in the middle of the night, trying and once again failing to make a dent on this stupid training dummy.

“You’re not holding it right.”

You nearly jump out of your skin at the sound of a man’s voice behind you. You whip around to see another mysterious swordsman who showed up a few days ago and immediately wiped the floor with several members of the group. You had no idea why he was here, considering he didn’t seem nearly as interested in mindless violence or ill-gotten gains as the rest of the people here. You couldn’t quite recall his name.

“I know what I’m doing,” you grumble, unconvincingly.

“Oh yeah?” He has a smug grin on his face, one that just screams I know more than you and we both know it. “Will you show me, then?”

This is it. You’re caught, he’s going to tell, and you’re going to get sliced to a billion little pieces. You try to keep your cool, to steady your breath and lie through your teeth as you have been all week, but something about him just cuts to your core and you break. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

He takes a step back at the panic in your voice, immediately looking unsure at the sight of your tears. “I’m not–I–Stop crying!” He says it roughly, more of a command than anything else, which only makes you cry harder.

“Please, I don’t want them to kill me! I didn’t think it’d be this hard! I just wanted some treasure, is that so wrong? Life is expensive!” Your blubber would be embarrassing if you had any coherent thoughts through your fear.

“Who said anything about killing you?” He moves forward, his hand covering your mouth and muffling your sobs and panicked words. “And seriously, stop crying. You’re being too damn loud, you’re going to get yourself caught! God, it’s a wonder you haven’t been caught already. You’re so obvious I knew from the moment I walked in you were trying to run some kind of con.”

You try to ask him how he knew immediately, but the words don’t make it through his palm.

“Stop talking. It’s fine. No one’s going to kill you.”

You think he can hear you promise? through his hand.

“Yes, I promise. Just…stop.”

He frees your mouth, and you take a deep and steadying breath.

“So why are you pretending to be a swordsman?”

“These bandits have been stealing a lot from people here, and I heard they stole a big priceless artifact from a nobleman. I figure if I get that, I can get off the island, sell it, and be set for life.”

“So you said you were a master swordsman?”

“Yeah.”

“You didn’t think about lying about anything more believable?”

“They said they needed one. And I didn’t think I’d be this bad at it.”

He closes his eyes, pondering a moment. “You do seem pretty uniquely terrible at this.”

“Wow, thanks.”

“No problem.”

You try to steady your breath, and while you do, he takes your hands in his, turning them over and glaring at them as though they were an insult.

“Why are they so soft?”

“What?”

“Your hands. They’re too soft. You don’t have a single callus.”

“Why are you saying that like it’s a bad thing?”

“It means you don’t do anything with them. It means you definitely don’t hold a sword. If anyone here were capable you’d have been out on your ass day one.”

“I don’t think most people would notice that.”

“Any decent swordsman would. You’re damn lucky I’m the only one here.”

You want to scoff, to ask him what makes him so qualified, but you know he could sound the alarm at any moment, and it’s stupid to piss off a man who holds your life in his hands. “Why haven’t you turned me in already?”

He scoffs. “Why would I?”

“They’d probably give you a reward or something. You don’t get anything out of helping me.”

“What, are you trying to convince me to do it?”

Your heart clenches, your voice raising with fear. “No!”

He shushes you harshly. “God, it was a joke! Be quiet!”

You shrink in on yourself, covering your mouth before he gets the chance.

He sighs. “You’re terrible at this. Why the hell did you think you could keep up this act?”

“I’ve tricked people before!”

“Did those people have swords?”

“...No.”

“Did you keep up an act for weeks at a time?”

“Well–”

“Yes or no.”

“...No.”

He pinches his forehead, muttering something under his breath about an idiot you remind him of, and you pout indignantly. 

“I’m not an idiot!”

“Oh yeah? Because everything I’ve seen tonight has been pretty dumb.”

“Okay, well why are you here then, genius?”

He goes quiet, his eyes sliding away from yours.

“What, no answer?”

He mumbles something.

“What was that?”

You can barely hear the words, almost lost as he whispers them, his head tilted down in embarrassment. “I got lost.”

You can’t help the bark of a laugh that leaves you. “What?”

“I got lost! I was going to find my ship and I got turned around, so I decided to stay and see what this place was about! So what?”

“You got lost so you decided to join a group of bandits? And you’ve been here for days! Don’t you have anybody looking for you?”

“They’ll show up eventually!”

“Why didn’t you just ask for directions?”

“I don’t need directions!”

“Clearly, you do!”

You both groan in unison at the other, fighting frustration. You aren’t in much of a position to judge, but how could a person be more helpless? At least you got yourself into trouble on purpose.

“Where is your ship supposed to be docked?”

“I don’t remember exactly, it was near an opera house.”

“An…opera house?”

“Yeah?”

You cannot believe this is happening. “We don’t have one of those.”

“What?”

“There isn’t an opera house on this island. The closest one is a day’s ferry trip away. How the hell did you get here?”

“I walked.”

“That literally cannot be true! Like physically!”

“Well it is! So you must have forgotten!”

“Forgotten about the layout of the island I’ve lived my entire life on? Really?”

“God, you’re so annoying. I can’t believe I was going to help you.”

You pause. “You were going to help me? With what?”

“With swordplay! Obviously! You can’t even hold the damn thing right, you clearly need it.” He’s pouting, his lower lip jutted out like a child about to throw a tantrum. You just barely hold yourself back from telling himself that. As fun as it may be to taunt him, you really do need the help.

You can swallow your pride for the night. If everything works out, maybe you can make fun of him for this later. “...Would you still be willing to help me?”

“Why should I?”

“I can get you back to your ship. After I get the treasure, I mean.”

“I don’t need your help.”

“No offense, but you definitely do. And I kind of want to go with you anyway. I’m a little worried you’ll just walk off into the ocean if I don’t.”

He glares at you, eyes raking up and down your form, considering for a moment. He sighs. “Fine, I guess I can help.”

You feel hopeful for the first time in a while. Your new friend, who informs you his name is Zoro, seems rather skilled. Maybe this plan won’t get you killed after all!

Two days later you’re kicking yourself for daring to think that even for a second.

“How the hell are you still doing it wrong?” His hands are on your back again, adjusting your posture for the twentieth time today. “How hard can it be just to swing a sword?”

“It’s not! I’ve been swinging it this whole time!” You aggressively bring the blade down on the training dummy you two had stolen for your lessons. Zoro had thought you would need a day at most to get the basics down, but you were nearing the end of day two and making absolutely no progress.

He sighs, wrapping his arms around you, pressing his chest to your back as he adjusts your hold. You try not to blush as you ask, “What are you doing?”

“Fixing your hold. Come on, we’re going to swing it together. Clearly just telling you isn’t working, but maybe this will.” He puts his hands over yours, and you feel the heat radiating off of him. You try to focus on the movement as he guides you, but you can’t help but be distracted by the feeling of his muscles against your back. “Did you get that?”

“Huh?” You’re so grateful he can’t see your face right now. “Sorry, uh, can we do that one more time?”

Instead of making fun of you or complaining, he simply guides you through the motion again, going slow to ensure you understand every step, before repeating it again closer to a normal speed. “Did you get it?”

“I…think so. Maybe.”

He chuckles, and you can feel the rumble of his chest against your back. “Alright. Try it yourself, now.”

You do, and for once, the sword flies through the air with ease, and makes a sizable slash in the dummy. You stare for a moment, dumbfounded, before you drop the sword and whirl around to face him. “I did it!” You can’t stop yourself from throwing your arms around him.

“Wha–Hey! Don’t drop your sword!” Despite his scolding tone of voice, his arms are gentle as they wrap around you, lifting you up slightly. “...But that was good.”

Is that a hint of red at the tips of his ears?

No, of course not. It couldn’t be.

He sets you down, picking up the sword and placing it back in your hand. “Now do it again. If you can do something as simple as that, you can probably keep up the facade long enough to find your treasure.”

You do the motion ten, twenty, then thirty more times while Zoro watches on with satisfaction. “You know, I could probably make a real swordsman out of you if we had the time.”

You laugh. “Maybe you could. I don’t have anywhere to be after this. Does your ship have room for one more?”

You say it as a joke, but you can see on his face that for a moment, he genuinely considers the possibility. “It’s a big ship. You’d have to get approval from my Captain, though.”

“Do you think I could?”

“He’d love you.” He smiles fondly. “You’re just as reckless as he is. And you’d get along with everyone else, too. Nami would appreciate having someone else who knows the value of a Berry around. Usopp would love how gullible you are. And that cook…” He makes a quiet noise of disgust. “Anyway, you’d fit right in.”

You can see the affection radiating off of him as he talks about his friends. You can’t help but smile back at him. “They sound nice.”

“They have their moments.”

You sheathe your sword, rolling out your shoulders and neck. “Well, I think I only have a bit to go before I get the treasure. I’m so close I can taste it. I bet I can find it by tonight.”

“Here’s hoping. As you are now, you’d still get caught the moment you got put into a real battle. We have to find it quickly.”

You freeze, your heart pounding a little faster. “...We?”

“Yeah?” He looks at you like it’s obvious.

“You’re coming with me?”

“You thought I wouldn’t?”

“I don’t know! You never said you were going to!”

“I thought it was obvious. We’re going to go in, grab the treasure, and run like hell.”

You don’t like the way he simplifies it, but you have to admit that’s basically your entire plan. “And then I take you back to your ship?”

“It’d be hard for you to join if you didn’t.”

You can’t hide your shock. “You were serious?”

“Were you not?”

“I mean–I’d like to, but–”

“If you want to, then there’s no but. It’s settled.” He says it so easily. You wonder where he gets the confidence to speak things into existence like that, to say things as though they’re sure to happen simply because he wills it. His next words are spoken as an afterthought, as though they left his mouth before he even realized they were coming. “That’s good. I didn’t really want to let you go.”

“Huh?” Your face is definitely red now.

“Huh?” His face might be redder than yours.

“Did you–”

“No, definitely not.”

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“Doesn’t matter.” He sharply turns around. “We have a treasure to go steal.”

Well, if he isn’t going to be brave about this, you suppose you’ll have to. You wouldn’t survive the tension-filled boat ride over otherwise. “Oh, the brave swordsman is running away?”

You see his shoulders tense, and you know you got him. “I am not running away.”

“Then why aren’t you looking at me, Zoro?” You keep your voice teasing and sickly sweet.

He slowly turns, desperately avoiding your eyes.

“You still aren’t loo–”

Before you can finish your taunt, chapped lips are pressed against yours. It’s jarring and all too brief, gone before you even realize it was there. By the time you can blink, he’s backed away again, stalking off with a purpose. “Come on. We’re losing daylight.”

“That’s the wrong way.”

He turns back around without a word, rushing past you. You can’t help the goofy little grin that makes its way onto your lips. You won’t tell him, not now, but you didn’t really want to let him go quite yet either.

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[animeomegas]

Ideal Valentines Day - Omega! Aizawa, Mic, Toshinori, Dabi

A/N: For the anon who asked <3 I wasn't vibing with Shiggy today, so I left him off. I feel like these all ended up being home dates, but I think being a hero or villain makes those easier lol. There are hints of n-sfw, but it's non-descriptive and very tame.

Aizawa

Actions speak louder than words for Aizawa, and I think his preferred love language for receiving affection is Acts of Service.

He has no need for material items, and that goes doubly for anything covered in hearts. I don't think he's a massive fan of chocolate. And flowers are just another thing that he has to sort out and try to keep alive as long as he can. No, he much prefers practical care on Valentine's day.

He wants you to pick him up from UA after work so he doesn't have to drive, a warm cup of his favourite coffee, far sweeter than his image would suggest, ready for him.

He wants to go straight home of course. When he walks through the door, he would love to see the house sparkling clean and tidy. It lifts a burden off him that he didn't even know was there.

There's no fancy outfits with him. He wants to immediately get changed into the comfiest clothes he has, and he would love if you did the same.

Dinner should 100% be his favourite takeaway, eaten on the couch, of course.

I don't know why, but I don't get the vibe that Aizawa is that interested in sex on Valentines Day. I think he'd prefer the intimacy to come from a shared bath or a massage.

And ideally the night ends early, so he can face tomorrow well rested, for once in his life.

Mic

Hizashi loves cheesy romance, he lives for cheesy romance! He eats, sleeps, and breathes it!

I think receiving gifts is something he loves, so get him a pink teddy bear, get him a comically oversized chocolate bar, get him a sappy card filled with cheesy love poems (bonus if you write them yourself.) He loves it all.

He also wants to be at home, because he's worried about people recognising him and interrupting the date.

He would love, love, love if he came home to a trail of rose petals to follow, he's always wanted to do that!

I think he'd enjoy cooking dinner together, just making a mess, playing around, listening to music.

Please pull him to dance with you, he will melt.

Once the food is eaten and the mess left for tomorrow, I think he'd want to do some sort of activity. A board game, a video game, painting together, anything! He's having fun as long as he's with you.

And then... well he's certainly not going to complain if one of your gifts to him was lingerie or a new 'toy'. And it would be rude to not try them out 😏

Toshinori

His idea of romance is old school. He developed his taste mostly from films, rather than experience, after all.

He wants roses so badly. He can't decide if it's more romantic to get a dozen roses, or just one, so he'll let you decide.

I think something private would be more meaningful to him because he's spent his life in the spotlight.

He wants you to meet him at the door with a rose/bouquet of roses, and then lead him into the living room of your home, where you've laid out a fancy dinner.

He wants the fancy dinner table to be set to the nines, he wants candles, champagne, and some food that he can eat. He wants classical music playing in the background.

And then he wants you to pull out his chair for him and wine and dine him until he's completely smitten, not that that's hard.

He doesn't mind if you order the food, but he'd prefer if you either made it by hand, or had it ordered from a special place as opposed to just off a food delivery app. He wants everything to feel special.

The best way to finish the night after dinner is with a movie. One of his favourite films, probably a ridiculous American action film or terrible romcom.

He needs some good old fashioned cuddling at the same time of course.

And because he's getting old, he wants to spend the final moments of the day tucked up in bed, talking about feelings and the future, and all the fuzzy things you're both looking forward to in your relationship.

Dabi

Dabi is softer than he will admit, which means Valentines Day with him involved tricking him into feeling loved.

You can't do things that are too typical, because he'll get spooked. If he comes home and sees heart shaped balloons or dozens of roses, he will flee the scene.

Luckily, he is utterly weak for pizza, so if he comes home and you've ordered his favourite pizza and got a video game/film set up, he can't resist.

"This isn't some weird Valentine's shit, is it?"

"It's just pizza, Dabi, but if you don't want any, I'll eat it all."

"What? In your dreams, knothead."

Once you've lulled him in with pizza and games, you can start putting the moves on him.

He's almost always down for sex, so that part is easy. The hard part is stopping him from escalating it into something rougher, and keeping it gentle.

He gets frustrated at first that you're being too soft on him, and it's at this point that you start lavishing him in praise and body worship. His frustration turns into bashfulness and Dabi gets kind of shy.

Let him know how much you love him.

And then, right when you're both about to drift off, wish him a Happy Valentine's Day.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

lmfao Dark Howlett/Creed!Reader having rankings for who they like the most

Imagine a tier list video except it's Reader ranking the X-Men and villains

Logan and Victor are probably F tier lol

Cube anon

Hahaha! Oh dear... Okay, I might as well do it, and make it canon (with hidden fun facts and lore for the au!)... This is in Creed/Howlett Reader's pov:

(Journal: List of Who Is The Least Awful)

(In the Green)

Gambit: is nice to me, only tries to steal my food and my spare change, wants information but at least attempts to listen to me talk first (he smells like cats and spice, maybe a hint of cinnamon) 7/10

Kurt: tries to be polite, but I know he's scared, and he went along with what the others did (I saw him wearing a cross necklace... Catholic, maybe? seems sweet, is blue and fluffy... smells like blueberry muffins) 6.5/10

Todd: still jokes at my expense, but is only as scared as everyone else... still doesn't like me, went along with their plan to use me (is he a feral mutant? or just a poor frog, erm, toad kid?) 6/10

Beast: was nice to my face, did not say i should stay, knew I was being tested, did nothing (why is it always the same?) 5.5/10

(In the Yellow)

Xavier: ... I don't like him, he set me up... but he is polite to my face, albeit he also decided I wouldn't be staying with them (who let him have kids?) 4/10

Rogue: isn't bad, but is distrustful of me (wasn't she in this position before?) 4/10

Magneto: terrifies me... but hasn't personally messed with me (he's Pietro and Wanda's dad, he's scary as f*ck!) 4/10

Evan: annoying and likes to mess around/make jokes about me, is not the worst (I'm not fighting him, he has SPIKES, I'm not that much of a sucker for pain-) 4/10

Lance: still annoyed me, was not nice, was rude and threw a rock at me in retaliation once (has issues, but don't we all?) 3.5/10

(In the Red)

Kitty: is a bit snobby and prudish, but hasn't tried to fight me or get in my way, smells like bubblegum (she's smart, once was in a club with her, was ignored, it's normal) 3.5/10

Jean: did not trust me at all, is suspicious of me, has tried to read my mind, she scares me (a telepath or telekinetic? how do any of these kids live under the same roof? smart, pretty, avoid) 3/10

Scott: definitely does not trust me, has tried to start a fight with me, his lasers burn, is very, very stubborn (I am not fighting him again, one time was enough, did he have to insult me, too? are he and Jean dating? ... they seem like a good fit...) 2.5/10

Wanda: ... no... nope... does not like anyone, is related to Pietro, is the nicer of the twins (wears red and black a lot... is dangerous... steer clear of her) 2.5/10

(In the Black)

Pietro: is annoying as f*ck, is rude, insults me and everyone else, will rub your insecurities in your face, is demanding, is dramatic, is addicted to drama (why did I ever try to talk to him? avoid at all costs. Is NOT worth it) 1/10

Logan: ... avoid avOid AVOID! dangerous, terrifying, deems me too dangerous, has almost hurt me, don't go near him, stay away from him and his brats (I thought he'd understand... what it's like, to be this way... he doesn't care...) 0/10

Sabretooth: Run Run RUN!!! Avoid at all costs! Do not talk to, do not get near, stay still, don't speak, pray, will bite and scratch and aim to hurt, deems me too soft (said it more hurtfully than that... is NOT nice...) -1/10

(Hmmm... I don't think I have friends... I have maybe Gambit, but he's, well... I know why he comes around. I know it's just a job, just a scheme. But I'm lonely, okay? I need someone to talk to, and out of everyone, he's the least problematic... Is it so bad to want someone as a friend? What am I doing wrong? I try to act normal, talk normal, eat normally... These people should understand, but they don't... Is there a point to this?)

(... I heard something outside... I need to check it out... I'll write in you again, Journal...)

( Last written entry of Reader ********, dated 12/03/200? , in their journal )

(How is this for a peek inside Creed/Howlett Reader's mind in their version of the Dark AU? And a reminder: they didn't know who their dad was at first but find out during **********...) (So yes, Gambit ai the closest they have to an ally/comrade, but they aren't quite friends...) (When Reader wakes up and finds the other three with them, those three are traumatized, trying to apologize, and telling Reader they'll be welcomed this time, that the others can't leave then after this, look at the state they're in-) (Well, um... look at this list, and tell me how well you think that goes over initially) ( @sugar-soda @vivid-bun @danni1323 @crowwithguns @thewickedweiner)

[j0kers-light]

Okay that head canon about y/n getting sick and J worrying over her was precious 🥹 What if the tables were turned and J got bad sick and refused to take care of himself?

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My beloved 🍄 anon!! How I have missed you!

You stay providing me with amazing ideas! sick!reader was fun to write! So let’s explore a sick!Joker! This big baby… I’m gonna have fun with this one. 🖤✨as always enjoy enjoy!!

Joker does not get sick. He is far too busy to be bogged down with such a trivial thing as germs. Who do they think they are anyway?

Sure he's not superhuman but you would think all that time spent messing with chemicals and stuff would make him immune?

NOPE! Baby boy gets hit with the common cold and he’s out for weeks. It’s almost funny if not for the fact that Joker fighting for his life.

If only Batman knew a common cold could have J waving a white flag. 🥴

Unlike you Joker accepts rather quickly that he's sick and needs to sit his butt down somewhere.

That doesn't mean that decision is instantaneous. He ignores minor symptoms too. 🙄🙄

Like an itchy throat, watery eyes, a splitting headache. HE'S FINE. Joker powers through as if nothing is wrong. 👀 (sound familiar?)

Frost is the first to raise an eyebrow as the days progress and Joker doesn’t improve. He hints that J might be coming down with something only to be ignored. Frost tried to warn him.. 🤦🏾‍♀️

Just imagine Joker hosting a meeting like mid theatric speech and suddenly.. he sneezes.

Mac secretly took a video to send to you later because Joker looked too cute!

Joker and just about everyone in attendance was shocked at the comical (and adorable) sneeze that comes out this scary man.

👁��� 👄 👁️ them goons were shooketh girl lol

Joker threatens to murder anyone if they laugh but a snicker does escape when J sneezes again and almost bangs his head against the table (I'm fighting back tears anon! 🤣)

One glance at Frost has the meeting adjourned because they gotta drop Joker off at your place. He can't terrorize Gotham City like this!

That poor baby is a mess! Joker is sweating through his greasepaint, his nose is running like Usain Bolt, and he swears that Bane is punching him in the head. 😀 yup he’s sick.

It's time to go when Joker passes out in front of Frost, Mac, and Neo after one sneeze too many.

There's only one person they trust to look after Joker. Are you up for the challenge?

Frost is a big guy, but even he is struggling to carry Joker into your apartment. He called earlier explaining that Joker wasn't feeling too well so you left the front door unlocked.

You thought that meant Joker got hurt while out being a menace to society. That you could deal with. Some bandaids and a proper scolding, always did the trick.

You weren’t expecting Frost to dump your semi-unconscious lover onto your couch like a sack of potatoes. Joker looks almost unrecognizable and you fear the worst seeing how weak he is.

His hooded eyes take you in and a groggy, "Bunny.... I'm dying!" escapes his lips before you lock eyes with Frost.

"He has a cold."

😀 Lawd help us. If you thought Joker was a drama queen before Chile.. This grown man acts like a child staying home from school with pneumonia rather than a cold.

J has transformed himself into a blanket burrito with only his freckled face exposed. And he look so pitiful.

He can't breathe out of his nose anymore which has turned scarlet red since he doesn't use the tissues you bought him, (you yell at him to stop using his sleeves!) and he takes random naps as his immune system tries to fight off this infection. It’s doing a terrible job.

A common cold last a few days at most. A full week and a half later, and Joker is still in the trenches.

This is when you start to worry and take his illness more seriously.

Feed a cold, starve a fever so you work overtime to nurse your man back to health. You prepare the best homemade soups, arrange all the tv marathons J could ever want, you even sneak him medicine with tried and true motherly tactics.

J refused to take medicine so you cave and buy him jello, applesauce, pudding etc. as a compromise.

Little does he know, you crushed the pills inside 🤫 In short, you watch over Joker like a hawk.

He orders you to stay away stating, 'he doesn't want his Bunny getting sick' but in the same breath, he makes you cuddle with him on the couch. J falls asleep using you as his personal teddy bear and you are totally okay with that.

Anything to help him sleep and recover faster.

The worst phase comes along when you wrestle out of Joker’s arms to grab the thermometer, and his voice stops you in your tracks.

"Ma? Is... is that you?"

Joker is delirious and you shouldn't take advantage of him when he's so out of it but what's the harm in feeding into his delulu? Its not like he'll remember anyway..

You weakly smile and reply. "Hush baby, I'll be right back."

J begins another coughing fit and has air remaining to steal yours with a single sentence. "No, I don't wanna be alone."

He sounds so weak, like a child confessing their worst fears to an adult. What kind of person can ignore a plea like that? You can't that’s for sure.

You’ll check his temperature later. Right now, Joker needs you. You crawl back into Joker's arms and he immediately wraps them around you.

"Don't... l-leave." His voice is breaking your heart, he sounds so scared!

You smooth J’s hair away to cup his face. You washed away all the harsh makeup and sweat days ago so you’re free to admire his natural beauty in all its glory.

Even fighting a cold, he's so handsome looking up at you with those glassy eyes of his. You doubt he recognizes you right now. Only you are allowed to see Joker so vulnerable.

Only you can take care of him and it’s an honor you’ll never take for granted.

"I’m not going anywhere." You promise.

[writeroutoftime]

please love me

pairing: steve harrington x reader (requested by: anon)

summary: based on the prompt "after all...I'm just a girl, standing in front of boy, asking him to love her." - Notting Hill

words: 0.5k

a/n: another late response to my valentine's blurb challenge, but now it's my love is in the air for spring blurbs lol. anyway, steve harrington is the love of my life and this was so fun to write!

oOoOo

What a mess you had made of it all. The look of hurt and betrayal on Steve's face was ingrained into your memory. You never meant for things to get this far. If someone would have told you in one week your best friend (and secret crush) Steve would confess his feelings to you and you would be the one to accidentally break his heart, you would have called them crazy.

For years Steve had been one of your closest friends, but in the past twelve months you longed for more. His pretty eyes and floppy hair had pulled you in and you never wanted to be far from him. The only thing that held you back was the paralyzing fear of losing Steve completely from his confession.

So, imagine your surprise when Steve was the first to confess his feelings during your weekly movie night. The words sent you into shock and all you could do was stare at the poor boy who sat in front of you. In fact, you stayed frozen for so long, Steve took it as a rejection, mumbled some half-assed excuse, and booked it back to his own place. As soon as the door slammed behind him, you groaned and ran your hands down your face in frustration.

The next day, you were determined to make amends with Steve and return his feelings by catching him as he got off of work. Unfortunately, you never got the chance because before you could get inside, you were stopped by your ex who happened to be walking by.

He came up to you and stepped so close you could feel his breath on your skin. It made you want to recoil. No matter how much you told him so, he wouldn't take the hint that the two of you would never be together again. However, he crossed the line when he grabbed your face and pressed his lips to yours. Immediately, you pushed away from him disgusted by his actions. But what hurt even more was seeing Steve's broken face as he watched the interaction from afar before running to his car.

oOoOo

Trying again the next day, your knuckles rapped against his door gently, as though it was Steve you were touching. The wait between your last knock and the opening of the door felt like a lifetime, and you sighed in relief when you saw Steve standing in front of you. His eyes were dimmer than normal, and his clothes looked rumpled, but he was still your Steve.

"Hi." you began rather lamely, not sure where to start.

Steve did not seem to be in the mood for small talk. "What do you want, y/n?" he deadpanned.

"I'm sorry for what happened, but you have to know what you saw is a completely misunderstanding." you began and rushed to continue as you watched Steve silently scoff at your words. "I didn't want him to be there, to be that close to me, or to even talk to me. I told him that all we're exes and that's all it's going to ever be. I'm so sorry that I hurt you, Steve."

"Yeah, well why should I believe you? I don't wanna be anyone's second choice."

His words hit hard in your chest. It was no secret how vulnerable Steve could be and for good reasons. You never wanted to be the person to cause him to doubt his worth. "Well, I'm here aren't I? After all, I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love you." you confessed, waiting with battered breath.

It took a moment, but Steve seemed to visibly soften at your words and let his guard down once more. "Y-you mean that? You love me?"

"Of course, I love you, Steve. I've been wanting to tell you for months, but I was always too scared. But I'm done being scared now."

He just laughed and pulled you in for a hug reveling in the warmth of your body. He looked at you lovingly and couldn't help but finally take the chance to wrap his arms around you and kiss you. Just like you said, he too was done being scared and it definitely paid off.

[wreckingtickles]

For the ask game, how about Bakugou? I know you have him in your series, but who can ever get enough of wrecking this grouchy little shit?

I have so many ideas for him, and his story will be so packed that I wonder if I'll ever finish it lol This is so hard to respond to because my desire to wreck him exceeds my ability to come up with scenarios - and I can come up with a lot of them. Better yet, he'd deserve every single minute of it.

The other great thing about him is that you can toy with his pride so much. Everything is humiliating, both being ticklish/tickled and demanding that it stop because he can't take it, it's a fantastic catch 22 for his ego. His story will definitely include him being forced to say things that he regards as humiliating. And it's also so much fun past that point, when he's forced to divest himself what little pride he has left and just beg his lungs out even when he's not being tickled into doing that.

Right, a setup. And uh, I really can't choose! I'll leave cute and mushy things aside because so many other writers have written them, and have written them well. The same pretty much goes for dares, interrogations, and punishments. (But I am not sated. Not nearly sated.)

One funny thing I noticed is that when I think about Quirks in ticklish settings, it's always about how well they could be used on Bakugo specifically. So I enjoy the idea of him criticizing everyone's Quirk and then pretty much all of Class 1-A demonstrating how wrong he is by running him through a tickling gauntlet (fun fact, I was the anon who requested @intheticklecloset's "Versatile", hope she doesn't mind the tag), at the end of which lies Shoji. And then... it's Class 1-B's turn XD

This would be too OOC, unless Shindo snapped and mind-controlled everyone lol It could even be a day that no one in UA remembers except for Shindo and Bakugo, who looks strangely exhausted and bashful the next day.

But since I also enjoy twisting canon events, the LoV insisting that he release a public statement where he declares that the hero system is broken and he has joined the villains after kidnapping him, him refusing, and then tickling him (can't leave any marks!) until he agrees to record it would be golden. Like maybe Toga starts teasing him, and he has such an explosive reaction that her sadism is piqued and she starst legit tickling him (wondering if Izuku is ticklish too). The way he was bound, his armpits would be difficult to reach, and she can't skitter her nails across his belly too well, but his ribs are very easy to target. She even takes off his shirt to make it worse.

Either at Shigaraki's orders or because Bakugo is Todoroki's classmate, Dabi joins in next. But that's not enough and they're getting bored (Toga is planning to actually go after Izuku now), so they lift his arms over his head and now his entire upper body is ready for the taking too, and they leave extracting the video to Twice's clones.

With his whole upperbody getting it, Bakugo agrees to shoot the video, but he's actually lying, he just wanted the tickling to stop, and spits at the camera, so the clones resume, going after his thighs too and taking off his shoes and socks as well to get at his feet. Twice even hints that maybe this will be the video they release, not the confession, just to mess with him.

This time they don't stop when he gives in, they continue for a while longer to make it very clear he should not have messed with them. He records the message, but then the clones resume tickling him full-force as punishment for taking so long. Heck, maybe there are even Ohmus with sensitivity-enhancing Quirks in the basement...

[emmett-the-luchino-lover]

LIZARD LUCHINO WITH A S/O THAT IS LIKE ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH HIM AND FLIRTS WITH HIM A LOT PELAKSGEGW THEY JUST LIKE MAKING SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE FLIRTING THEY THINK HE’S THE HOTTEST MF ALIVE

I AM SELF PROJECTING SO MUCH ON THIS

ANON YOU SO REAL FOR THAT flirting with luchino mains in match on identity v is my fave activity FR!!!! I couldn’t write this one very well so I apologize dearly <\3

But I really hope you enjoy!!!

🦎Luchino X Reader that loves to flirt with him (slight NSFW)

Reader is GN.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-You guys have been talking to each other for awhile and oooo boy.. the way you swoon so badly for this lizard boy…

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-You would always knock on his door, giving him flowers and gifts and such like that, while saying the most cheesiest pick up line ever that makes him roll his eyes at you.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-But that doesn’t mean he don’t like it…

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-In fact, he finds it very amusing, seeing you try and shoot your shot multiple times, he acts oblivious on purpose to study and see what you would do, he thinks of this like a game, sort of.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“Human. What are you trying to do? What’s with that face?” “Nothing~ Just thought I gave this flower to you.. the scent reminds me of you, cause it’s as pleasant as you..❤️” “Are you drunk again?”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Despite you making so many hints towards him, he just wouldn’t get it, or so you thought. You started to get tired of it a little bit, and stepped it up. There’s no way he won’t get this…

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“Luchiiii~” you drag out his name. He was doing an experiment and you were watching him at his lab.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“What is it that you so dearly want?” He replies to you, almost hissing in a way.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“How come you don’t do experiments outside of lizards and.. weird reptile stuff like that?” You say.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“And what do you mean by that…?”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“I dunno, you could perhaps.. do an “experiment” on me, instead…~” you say, super flirtiously, leaning into him closely with those lovey dovey eyes, and at this moment, he couldn’t hold it back

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-“Mmmm..” He purrs out. “Maybe I should. Does tonight sound good?”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Now you’re becoming a blushing mess, surprised that he even responded like that, making you stutter a lot, too. (Mans got you speechless FR😭)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Let’s just say, during that night you guys had a bit of fun. And now this man just fully flirting with you, purposely making you flustered any given moment he can. Lol

[ryuichirou]

Pspspspspsps it is the 💙 Anon that lives in the anon asks messages, hello, how are we all doing? I hope it's well.

So I'mma do what I am best known for, head canon times 😎

I think I asked about if you guys have any threesome pairing and I think I saw Floyd and Jade sharing. And ya know, ya hc asking anon needs to ask.

Headcanon, how they share Idia or Riddle?

Don't mind 💙 anon feasting on the headcanons meal~

( This is also my contract for being this account headcanons number 1 fan /j)

Hello, 💙 Anon! We are well, I hope you are doing good too. Thank you so much for reading our posts and asking for more headcanons. I am very happy you like these!

As always, it took me some time to get to your ask, but still, here they are: headcanons about Floyd and Jade sharing Idia and Riddle. As the theme suggests, these are mostly spicy, so keep that in mind.

Sooo, starting with Riddle.

Floyd and Jade would mess with Riddle and play with him mentally quite intensely. During their one-to-one interactions, they would flirt with him, hint at having certain feelings,  gaslight Riddle into thinking that Floyd is unaware that they aren’t dating (or are they?), and that Jade wants to pursue Riddle too despite that (does he want to?). They make poor Riddle’s brain melt, and they know it darn well, they’re having so much fun with it. At the end of the day, they’ll guilt-trip Riddle into sleeping with both of them. Although Riddle isn’t an idiot, so maybe deep inside he understands that these jerks are messing with him. But he got so caught up in their games that… oops.

Sometimes Jade just does his own thing (like homework) while these two are having sex in the same room. Sometimes Floyd has to do his own thing (like homework) while Jade is having fun with Riddle. And Floyd usually gets frustrated and pissed off, because he wants to join, and ends up joining almost instantly anyways. Riddle expresses his disapproval for both of these scenarios, but in actuality his body reacts to it quite well.

One tiny Riddle and two huge tweels is a horrible (in a good way) combo, because there are days when Riddle’s feet don’t reach the floor for hours, because these two just keep passing him to each other and manhandling him however they want until they’re satisfied.

Both Jade and Floyd are amazed by how prude yet perverse Riddle actually is. Whenever he says something about how despicable all the things that tweels are doing to him are, Jade and Floyd just look at each other and snicker. Riddle is super amusing to them, they are definitely going to talk about how hilarious it was when Riddle refused to kiss Jade because he is technically dating Floyd… while having sex with both of them.

Sometimes there is still this feeling of Floyd being possessive and selfish and not wanting to share Riddle with Jade. But he is never antagonistic towards Jade when it happens, but needy and kind of aggressive towards Riddle instead. As if poor Riddle wanted to spend time with either of these creeps… In general, everything depends on Floyd’s mood, and Jade is very good at telling when he shouldn’t invite himself into the situation and when he can push Floyd’s buttons a little bit, to mess with Riddle for the most part.

Alrighty, now let’s talk about poor poor Idia lol

In contrast to the tweels’ tactics with Riddle (with Floyd getting into him first, and Jade appearing after), with Idia they approached him together from the very beginning. After they’ve gotten a little taste of him, it became a habit for the tweels to hunt him down whenever they notice a glimpse of his shiny blue hair anywhere in school. Idia hides from them, because once he’s spotted, he can’t run away.

They are suuuuper chatty with Idia, both before and during sex. Sometimes while groping Idia together, they talk about him as if he isn’t present in the room, and even though it is super humiliating, it tickles something inside of Idia’s brain and body. In a good way. He is going to reflect about how much of a horrible maso trash he is later…

When they talk to Idia directly though, they love to narrate his reactions, point out how the colour of his hair changes, how red his face is. One of the tweels always makes sure that Idia can’t hide his face or any part of his body for that matter, so he is always completely exposed to them.

Sometimes Idia feels like these two are simply marking their territory on him with his bites, and partially he is right. The tweels have an unspoken competition to bite Idia in the most unexpected places. They also love to admire the bitemarks afterwards and figure out who made each one. Sometimes they ask Idia just to mess with him.

Whenever they have sex with Idia separately, the other one arrives some time later with a “hey I heard you had fun with (the other one), tell me everything, it’s my turn now btw”. Of course, Idia would never tell someone such embarrassing things, but the tweels are very good at making others talk, so it’s not an issue for them.

Ironically, I have another ask with nsfw headcanons for the tweels and Idia, so expect a post with another 5 headcanons right after this one lol

[chosetherose]

I’m keep wondering about your pinned post. Seems so random for it to only be about the surprise songs. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of the discussions about messages relating to self-discovery. Even the OOTW mv ends with this message and maybe relates to the 🎃 message about the woods?

Haven’t been around that long so maybe I missed some things. Every time there is a new message I wonder if it gets tossed aside too soon. Really wondering if people are tired or the riddles are too tough! 🤭 Love to hear your thoughts! You alway seem to find interesting connections!

Hi, Anon! I think about this ask a lot too. I guess I see it like…somebody in the know thought it would be fun to send in a hint toward an upcoming surprise song mash up. I’m deeply grateful whoever it was thought to send to me! It was so exciting! After I watched the livestream and put it together, I spent the rest of the day walking around like this: 🤯☺️🫨🤭!

But hmmm maybe there could be more to it like you say. For example, I’ve been thinking about the Emily Dickinson reference that @corneliastvendor discovered. It’s curious to me because it wasn’t necessary; one could hint at this mash up without an Emily Dickinson reference. Is there something more here than a superfluous nod to a beloved poet in the lead up to TTPD’s release? I’m not sure! My gut says it was just someone having a little fun but I will be on the lookout in case anything else clicks.

I’m not sure I’m familiar with the self-discovery discussions you mentioned but I’ve always thought Taylor’s imagery of the woods is as beautiful as it is purposeful.

Taylor’s lyrics about trees and the woods have the same theme throughout her catalog…it’s like an eloquent way to sing about periods of life that are complicated. There is no clear path out of the situation you’re in. You right down in it, in the mess. But honey when you’re above the trees, you can see it for what it is. You can see the clearing you’re searching for.

Here are some examples that come to mind.

“Honey, when I'm above the trees, I see this for what it is, But now I'm right down in it, all the years I've given, Is just shit we're dividin' up.” - Happiness

“Are we out of the woods yet? Are we in the clear yet?” - OOTW

“Were you waiting at our old spot, In the tree line, by the gold clock?, Did I leave you hanging every single day?” - Coney Island [A side note on this song… I could be laughably wrong but I view it as a song for Kaylors. We were “waiting in the tree line” as we supported a closeted Taylor. We had made it out of the heart of the woods all the way to the tree line that sits by an open field! We could see the clearing that was incoming freedom during the Lover era. But plans didn’t work out (understandably) and we were left hanging hiding in the woods.]

“Please picture me, In the trees, I hit my peak at seven, Feet, In the swing, Over the creek, I was too scared to jump in, but I, I was high, In the sky, With Pennsylvania under me, Are there still beautiful things?” - Seven

I can see 🎃’s message you mentioned having a similar vibe. The subject of that poem could arguably out searching for themselves in the woods, in the thick of the mess. Until they finally find the sovereign door and the courage to twist the handle. Here is the link to pumpkin’s woods poem.

I wrote way more than I anticipated. Hopefully it’s coherent lol 😵‍💫

[harmo-n-ia]

Don't listen to that anon you work things at your own pace. This is your blog and your creations and some rando going WHAT ABOUT MEEEE anonymously with absolutely 0 hint of self awareness is beyond rude of themelves. This is a personal rp blog not some public service. I'm so sorry.

(( Thank you. This really does mean a lot. It took me a while to respond as I just felt terrible about it for a while... )) [Big post beneath the cut]

My health- mental and physical, really has not been the best over the past while... especially after having a bad seizure physically and after an incident I'm still not fully recovered from mentally with some people- which did mess up the blog actually as they purposefully erased my notes for all my character writing. I've managed to recover some of my personal notes recently. I'm at a point though where I WOULD like to restart this blog for sweet boy N, and also I'd like to have some moments where my BADEND!AU boy Naal sometimes drops in, now that he's become very well developed as a distinct character. (Maybe losing his original notes actually helped him, his first iteration makes me cringe LOL) The last thing I wanted to ever do though was make anyone sad. Life's so very short- I want to bring people joy. Even if its through little things like character blogs, art of someone's favorite character or a pokemon or just something that makes them smile... or a story they can gripped into and look forward to to distract them from the harsh world we live in these days. I think tumblr did eat some of those asks, though my chaotic life also threw off response time a lot as well. [ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ˡᶦᵛᶦⁿᵍ ˢᶦᵗᵘᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ʷʰᶦˡᵉ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏ ˢᶦᵗᵘᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵉᶦᵗʰᵉʳ. ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵃˢˢᵃᵘˡᵗᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵖᵘⁿᶦˢʰᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᶦᵗ ⁽ᴬ ᴴᵁᴳᴱ ᵂᵀᶠ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴼᵂ ᴿᴵᴳᴴᵀ⁾ ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡᶦᶻᵉᵈ ʰᵒʷ ᵇᵃᵈ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ, ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᶦⁿᵍ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵗᵒˡˡ ᵒⁿ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵖʰʸˢᶦᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵛᶦˢᶦᵇˡᵉ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵇʸ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᴵ ᵃᵐ "ᵃ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᵘˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ" ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ, ᴵ ᵖᵒˡᶦᵗᵉˡʸ ʳᵉˢᶦᵍⁿᵉᵈ. ᵀʰᵉʸ'ᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶠᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᶦᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ. ʸᵉᵃʰ. ᴼⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʰᵉˡˡᶻᵒⁿᵉˢ.] I'm thankful anyhow, so very much so, for those following this blog, following ALL my blogs, character driven ones or not- I'm so thankful. My body gives me pain most days, but... I'm glad I'm still here. I'm trying to turn things back around for myself and just be alive again. Do fun things. Make people smile. Create. Find joy IN creation. So hey. Let's get N's blog going again, how about that? I'd like to that, and I'd think other's would too. I'll hold on to some of the asks that are still in the inbox and still answer them too, but if you'd like to send him anything, I think I'll just redo him an intro post like I did for @grimsleys-gambit - clean up some old stuff here and there, and we'll start him up again from there before I start kicking off any plot on his blog.

[tiny-katara]

This is going to be long so bear with me and I apologize in advance for being (sort of) involved in this. But I need to be honest with you here because I'm really uncormfortable with some people in this fandom.

I'm a Kataang fan. I'm friends with a lot of Kataang fans. Some of them can get very awful at times. There is a small discord which I won't name becuase they will figure out who I am. This is not the first time but they have been sending inflammatory anons to Zutara shippers (they linked your earlier post to laugh at so I am sending you this). They said they find it "funny" that "Zutara shippers will tear each other apart over nothing" but I really don't find it funny because they are using some seriously dark topics like r*pe and suicide to fuel this. They're also spreading some pretty weird rumors about people they say are your "circle" too. I have some pretty strong opinions on ships don't get me wrong but at the end of the day fandom is supposed to be fun and these people are ruining it just because they don't like a ship? WHen ours is canon? I lost it when they were talking about how a Zutara shipper who deleted her blog and suddenly disappeared likely committed suicide like it was a good thing? Why say something so terrible over some stupid cartoon ships? These are mostly adult men and they have nothing better to do.

I;m sorry. I really am. I discourse about ships yes but taking it into real life and intentionally messing with people's emotions is so far off the mark. I felt obligated to say something since I don't think anyone else will and they will probably continue doing this since they said it's "working"

(hint: I bet you will get much less hate anons if you look up "anti zutara" posts on the atla-fandom-confessions blog and block the kataang shippers in the notes but you didn't hear that from me)

anon if kata/ang makes happy then i am happy for you and let me just say that you are not responsible for the actions of other shippers. as long as you are engaging respectfully and not digging around anti blogs to start up trouble, i welcome you to enjoy kata/ang and anything else that you might love. that's totally fine.

thank you so much for your genuine concern and helpful advice. i really do appreciate it. r*pe and suicide are never to be taken lightly and its disgusting that anyone would try to use this to attack a ship or a fandom, you are completely correct on that subject. (btw as far as i am aware, that zk shipper is okay if you were worried.)

again, thank you so much, anon. i truly wish you well and appreciate the risk you took in sending this. it is not an easy thing to do but you are so lovely for this (although you shouldn't have had to send this in the first place). i wish you the utmost joy in your shipping despite our differences and apologize for taking so long to respond lol. thank you so so so much 💙

(ps i also hope you find can better kata/ang friends!!! quite frankly its what you deserve and you're too good for them <3)

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Punishment

Pairing: Gamer! Jay x afab reader

Genre: Smut rated M/21+; oral (m. and f. receiving); edging/oragasm denial; choking; use of the word "doll"; degradation

Word Count: 1.2k words

Mellow speaks: Part 2 to "Hard at Work" is here!! I had so much fun writing this one, and I may or may not have gone overboard with this (you guys tell me lol). Thank you to the anon who had requested this, and while I tried to make this as much into an individual fic as possible, it might me fun to read both parts together.

Find Pt. 1 here!

Tagging: @freckledwinterfalls

Your back hitting the mattress, you look up at your boyfriend, eyes going wide as he climbs over you, a smirk plastered on his face. His lips soon meet yours, his form hovers over your own while he uses his arms to prop himself up. As he closes the gap between your bodies, you find yourself becoming hyper-aware of his member pressing against your clothed core, your skirt riding up your thigh and pooling around your waist.

It starts out as soft, but you know it's just the calm before the storm. Well aware of how annoyed Jay can get whenever you disrupt his game, you can't help but try to brace yourself for what is to come. As if reading your thoughts, Jay lets out a groan before pushing harder, his mouth molding against your own in a display that's sloppy but full of passion, and if you might add, with a hint of anger to it.

You're too invested in the kiss to notice the way he starts grinding against you, his already hardened cock teasing your heat through the fabric of your panties. But his movements soon make themselves known, the friction that's growing between your thighs causing your wetness to seep through as you pull him close by the shoulder, his tongue against your bottom lip leaving you craving for more.

And then, just like that, he pulls away, and you're left clutching at the air and trailing after his lips. Looking up at him, you find a devilish grin plastered to his face as he looks down at you. "What happened, doll?," he asks, tutting slightly at the sight in front of him. You can only gape at him, not wanting to say something wrong and mess things up for yourself. When you don't reply, he decides to continue, the words that roll of his tongue making goosebumps rise on your skin.

"Disturbing me while I'm playing, embarassing me in front of my friends," he growls lowly, and despite yourself, you can't help but find it sexy. "Such a slut, aren't you? Deserve to be punished." That's the last thing you hear before he's on you once more, his lips finding yours in a flash. But that's not what gets you reeling (though it does feel nice, a bit too nice). What actually gets you reeling is the feeling of his fingers ghosting over your core, your panties being pushed to the side as his hand greets your arousal.

The next thing you know, two fingers make their way inside your hole, stretching you out as he continues to kiss you. The action causes pleasure to spread throughout your body, a moan escaping your lips as he slowly picks up the pace. "Slut," he whispers against your mouth, curling his index and middle fingers inside of you and hitting the spots he knows have your toes curling.

The way his hand expertly carries out its torture on you, it's no surprise that the coil in the pit of your stomach starts tightening yet again, every stroke of his fingers pushing you closer to your high. As his speed increases, so does the sound of your moans, face betraying the pleasure you are feeling as you feel your orgasm growing nearer.

But of course, luck is not your side, as just when you think you're gonna cum, the feeling recedes, your walls clenching around nothing as Jay pulls his fingers out of you. You can't help but whine at the loss of contact, the smug grin on his face almost making you cry. "What is it, doll? Why are you looking at me like that?," he muses, and when you don't reply, he grabs your chin harshly, leaning close as he mutters an "Answer me."

"W-want you," you manage to stutter out somehow, making him chuckle as his hands run up your thighs, fingers getting hooked in the waistband of your panties and pulling them down your legs in one swift move. You can only whimper as your thighs are spread apart, his tongue licking a long stripe up your folds as his fingers make their way to your clit, teasing your bundle of nerves while his mouth works its wonders on you. It doesn't take him much time to set up a pace for himself, open-mouthed kisses and kitten licks threatening to drive you insane as you inch closer to your climax once more.

With his tongue flitting in and out of your hole, you can do nothing but let soft mewls escape you every now and then, the buildup to your orgasm making your senses hazy. It takes you a second to register it when he asks, "Wanna cum?," his voice muffled by your mound as you weakly nod your head, hoping he'd have mercy on you this time around. But your hopes are in vain, of course, as instead of a kiss to your clit, what you get a sharp slap straight to your pussy, Jay's lips curling into a sneer as he hears you moan his name. The stimulation has you dangling off the edge, your eyes pleading your need for a release.

"Not so fast," he mutters, smirking once more as his hand wraps around your neck, roughly pulling your already fucked-out form into a sitting position in front of him. "Wanted my dick, didn't you?," he asks, leaning in so that his face is dangerously close to yours. You choose to keep your mouth shut, silently praising yourself for doing the right thing when you feel him smash his lips to yours, kissing you harshly. "Then show me how much you're craving it." And with that, his PJs slide down his legs along with his boxers, the cock that you worship so much finally springing free, hitting against his abdomen. You don't have to be told what to do, your hands getting wrapped around his girth and your lips encircling his tip. Soon enough, you're bouncing your head up and down, sucking him off as his hand tightens around your throat every so often, cutting off your oxygen and causing you to gag. You pick up the pace, deepthroating him as his grunts grow louder.

He bucks his hips a couple times, thrusting himself deeper into your mouth as your hands massage his balls, your tongue licking the surface of his dick. Maybe it's the anger that he's feeling towards you, or maybe it's you look even more sexy being this desperate, but Jay soon finds himself close to the edge, his hand pushing your head even deeper as he nears his high. A few more strokes, and he pulls out of your mouth, only to cum all over your face, his warm seed forcing your eyes shut as he rides out his orgasm.

Stroking your head gently, he whispers, "Well done, doll," and despite yourself, you crack a smile, expecting to be forgiven. But you only end up making a fool of yourself yet again, your boyfriend's presence receding away from you as you open your eyes. "I think you can clean yourself up," he says, an air of nonchalance about him as he goes around pulling his pajamas up his legs. "B-but-," you stammer, but he pays you no mind, almost exiting the room before turning to look over his shoulder.

"I've got a game to finish."

[4dtk]

NCT DREAM: s/o likes using expletives/sounds while doing mundane tasks

anon: “hello! Can i ask an nct dream reaction to their s/o making lil sounds. I have a habit of making sounds when moving, for example when i scoot over to someone i’ll make a sound like “chukuchuku” and when i jump off a couch i’ll say “pong!” or “weee!” tysm!!” hi anon!!! so glad you decided to request! haven’t written for nct dream for a hot minute so i hope it’s okay!!

i used a lot of laugh/laughter/smile in this one LOL SORRY ABOUT THAT ;; i’ll put it under a cut bc it’s really long!

→ MARK honestly i think mark would just giggle. definitely. that man’s giggle machine never runs out wtf. anyway, without fail he usually breaks into giggles at the sounds that you make. when he becomes used to it, he’ll just smile to himself and continues to do what he’s doing, knowing that you heard his noise of mild amusement. mark’s made it clear that he loves it, but sometimes he laughs a lot that you’re conscious of it. when you do get insecure about it he doesn’t hesitate to let you know that it’s one of his favourite quirks of you!!! i also can honestly see him taking inspiration from ur sounds to include as adlibs to his songs ngl LMAO. 

“yo… can you say that again?” mark says enthusiastically, bringing in his portable recording mic so he could take down your unique sound. you roll your eyes with a smile, pushing out a few more sounds that mimicked the one before the click on mic goes off. your jaw drops, “you didn’t tell me you were already recording!” that prompted you to smack him, causing the endless fit of a laugh-fest you always caught yourself in when you’re with mark.

→ RENJUN fond smile fond smile fond smile!!! renjun loves it when you exclaim out when you leave the couch or have to manoeuvre around something to get somewhere. he likes showing affection to you no matter where you phrase you exclaim, although it’s not that showy. if you happen to do your sound at the dining table some of the members will know for sure that renjun will take your hand under the table or wear a lovesick smile that all of them know too well. renjun has the sweetest words for days too looooord, only if you’re alone tho and wants to know more about your habit and how it came to be??? if that make sense!

the familiar grasp of his hand doesn’t faze you, shooting the man a sheepish smile over the table as you feel his thumb graze over your skin. “renjun, bro, i’m happy for you and all, but i think they can’t eat if their dominant hand is being held,” you hear haechan call out, making the table erupt into light laughter. renjun ignores him but fails to ignore the blush on his cheeks, threatening hyuck with a raised hand as a joke. he doesn’t care about the others, though, when he sees the wide smile on your face and feels the squeeze of his hand in yours.

→ JENO you know how he like has that “hhmnnnmh?” sound. idk how to explain it but the thing that he always does whenever one of the dream members do or say some weird shit. yea he’d do that. the first few times were out of genuine confusion, but as jeno became more used to your sounds and exclamations, he hummed out mostly as a reply to it. the atmosphere would go silent a little as he stares at you with his big, deer-caught-in-the-headlight eyes, and he holds that stare with you for a good 15 seconds LOL. def challenges you by wiggling his head around and then ending up tackling you to the couch or bed. if you’re sitting at a table the most he’d do is to probably land a kiss on your face after teasing you. mans just looking for an excuse to kiss you tbh.

“hhm?” jeno perks up to look to you, head tilted at an angle as you move closer to him at the dining table. his feigned surprise expression switches into a smile as he inches closer to you, ignoring your protests until there’s no more space left. jeno lets out a raspy laugh, lips coming into contact with your temple as the playful nature subsides.

→ HAECHAN the first time you do it, he lets out a dramatic gasp: hand to his mouth, jaw dropped etc. he’s a drama mama but you brush it off with a shove to his shoulder. hyuck def matches your energy like jaemin does but it’s mostly at the expense of his usual whines and pouts. you do it one time and the man does it ten times over. in no time he’s already cuddled up way too close to you with an arm around your waist and his head snuggled into your neck. he loves it when you say your phrases bc then he can exclaim something on his part like “very cute! but i’m cuter!” and you’d have to smack him or something. he dissolves into a fit of giggles along with the usual teasing, but other than that he likes communicate his fondness of your habit through physical touch.

moving around the project you had just bought wasn’t difficult but you couldn’t help the phrase that came naturally each time. “can you make that sound too when you’re riding-“ you don’t waste any time to land a mild slap on his forearm, gaining a laugh from your boyfriend who casually stated it during your movie night. your glare speaks tons, but haechan doesn’t care as he’s all smiles into your hair before continuing the movie. you, too, relax, knowing it was all fun banter that made your time with him all the more enjoyable.

→ JAEMIN oh my god jaem would match your energy 100%, even if the energy isn’t that high as he usually portrays himself in nct videos. with you, he’s a bit more reserved and kept to himself, but he likes it and you like it, too. when you’re moving past someone and make a noise he echoes you in the same manner you said it. and then the smile that comes after? omg 10/10!! beautiful smile!! jaemin just melts at your silly habit and the widest smile spreads across his face tbh. if you’re saying it while you’re alone with him i can see him just laughing and giggling at the words you manage to exclaim, cooing over how cute you are in his arms. jaem best boy

the ring of jaemin’s laughter fills your ears as your butt scoots closer to him, engaging him in the same fun sounds that you frequently make. jaemin repeats it in an exaggerated way, shooting you the biggest grin before pecking your forehead, “ah… why are you so cute (y/n)…” you easily nuzzle into his embrace, relishing in the warmth of his natural body heat and the arm around your waist.

→ CHENLE would counter your sound with a weird sound of his own. i know jaemin makes weird sounds but this man is on a whole other level PLSS. if you’re feeling playful you would reply and this feud of some sort would just continue until one of the other members ask you two to shut up, which would of course result in chenle’s recognisable dolphin laugh. even if you’re a little tired, i feel like the energy would still be up a little, so expect some prodding at your cheek or sides and kiss attacks from the mans. he would definitely coo, but not in the cheesy, cutesy way jaemin would. chenle has a more teasing and outgoing nature to him. it’s relentless and you’d have to stop him at some point but he’s making you laugh and having such a good time so you admire him instead.

the shrill sound fills your ears, responding to your phrase with one of his own. when you reply, he does it too, which prompts you to sigh in resignation at his endless energy. chenle catches on, but doesn’t press on further, instead entertaining you by giving you endless pecks on your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, your lips. you name it. the laugh he had, now, was more muted, liking the way your sounds of mixed protest and joy meant the opposite, “hey stop! baobei, you’re messing up my hair!”

→ JISUNG the poor boy would jump a little, but he finds himself being able to connect your actions to the sound you would make. i think the only time he would be really started was if you exclaimed a new phrase or if the action itself takes him off guard. like almost colliding with him in a hallway or popping up behind the fridge. jisung would have the littlest hint of a smile on his face, although he tries not to show it that much. i feel like he also would chuckle to himself quietly. he likes the quirk a lot that he finds himself thinking about it from time to time and even picking it up for fun one day. it felt so natural to do it that he just started to do it, too. maybe not as often as you do though! he usually cringes at it tho LMAO he doesn’t know how you make it sound so endearing. his reaction would be also just be a moment of “omg that was so cute, i love them so much”

as you land on the sofa with a sound spilling from your lips, you don’t miss jisung’s flinch at your appearance. “that one’s new,” his eyes are wide, but it eventually melts into a smile. he naturally leans back as he accepts the defeat shown on the television screen, but you don’t miss a beat to snatch the controller from him, going ahead to play the game in his stead. as you curl up by his side, you quickly beat your boyfriend at the level as his arm curls around your torso cautiously. jisung can only smile in the moment, finding that it was reaching his ears when you tease him again about the easy level.

[space-blue]

Haha looks like the anons are trying to poke a sleeping dragon here. Here's an ask more up your alley: about Silco and Powder/ Jinx. Why is Jinx all up Silco's ass for thinking he went behind her back and locked Vi up for all these years with the Help of Marcus? She didn't appear to hold it against him all these years thinking he killed Vi with the help of Marcus.

Mmmh I think Jinx never really believed Vi was dead. I mean, that's certainly what she tells Vi in the finale? That she felt she was always there? Sure she could be lying...

But she *saw* Vi abandon her with her own eyes, and she probably believes Silco never killed her. Marcus though? Yeah sure, maybe. He says Vi is dead, and Silco clearly believes him 100% (lol that's his one criminal mistake, believing Marcus). We simply don't know if Jinx believes it fully. Maybe the reason she's so perturbed and sees Vi in look-alikes and needs constant reminder that Vi is dead is precisely because she never really believed it.

I think Jinx could tell Silco did though. We see them at a very fraught time late in their relationship (such as it is), and we don't get to see stuff like... how did Silco break the news of Vi's death to his new protégée? Surely he wasn't blunt, and surely she didn't take it in stride, no matter how he delivered the news and whether she believed him or not.

I think it's very possible Jinx listened to him when it was a soothing thing to believe in. It's much easier to think "My sister is dead" than "My sister abandoned me", isn't it? Also, she never makes a creepy doll for her (or for Vander, another hint she knows about him being Warwickified, maybe)

Also, ahem... Jinx never accuses Silco of lying about Vi being dead directly.

She makes an allusion about not every dead end being dead, to which Silco says he can explain, she hurts him, taunts him, and he says "I didn't know. Marucs never told me she was in Stillwater."

"But you found out she came back. You lied."

She isn't upset that Silco lied all this time. She doesn't believe that. I mean, if she thought Silco had lied to her the *entire time*, I'm pretty sure we'd be seeing a far bigger reaction.

She's upset he's kept the news (from Sevika) secret, for the past day/hours, and she had to find out on her own. At least that's how I understand it.

Then Silco says "How you forgotten how she LEFT you."

So he knows as well that Vi left that night alive and abandoned Powder. That's not a secret.

I don't think these two have many secrets between them. Jinx is a rambling mess and Silco likes the sound of his own voice. Jinx has no friends and Silco doesn't trust anyone else the way he does her.

I genuinely think she's hurt Silco dared to lie to her because he's never had cause to do that before, and it's just not part of their clearly very open relationship.

I mean, I had a toxic relationship with my dad, I can guarantee you if I'd been triggered the way Jinx is in episode 6, I would make very sure my father *never* heard about it, because it would be used against me, or he'd gloat about it or make fun of me. The fact she basically needs no prompting at all to open up, he listens without interruption to her rambling, and reassures her with some tenderness over the rebuke... Yeah nah, I think they're usually very open, and that lie stings all the more for it.

But Jinx thinking he lied all those times would be a full blown betrayal. I don't think that's what we're seeing here.

At the end of the day we don't know how/when Marcus announced Vi was "taken care of" and what he said flat out and what he implied. I can well imagine him being vicious, and waiting for a meeting with Silco during which Powder is there hanging around, and he says his men chased Vi and killed her, just to hurt her.

I can imagine Powder running out of the room and Silco having to comfort her awkwardly. IDK, anything goes.

[glowingbadger]

Hey, strange ask, but that ask that compared Dimitri to a retriever inspired me to request either headcannons or a drabble of Dima magically being turned into a dog but his S/O doesn’t realize it’s him but he still follows them around and is super protective of them and hijinks ensues.

Y'know what, Friend Anon? This is fucking adorable.

This really ended up as more 'fluff' than 'hijinks' lol but I had fun with it, so there you are~

SFW - Gender Neutral Reader

What to make of this situation. Not only are you completely unable to track down Dimitri, but when you go to check his quarters, one of the monastery dogs has gotten into his room and is making an absolute scene. He's a lovely golden color, with blue eyes the likes of which you've never seen on a dog, and the moment you enter the room, he bounds up to you and circles around your feet until you're practically dizzy.

"Woah, hey there! How in the world did you get in here I wonder..." you mutter as you lower a hand to pat his head, "Have you seen Dimitri around, buddy? I can't seem to find him anywhere..."

Having only taken a moment to nudge his head into your touch, he rapidly becomes alert once more and begins an absolute fit of barking. At this rate, he'll disrupt the whole monastery.

"Hey, hey! No need for that, sshhhh, come on, everything's okay-" you try to soothe him, speaking softly as you kneel down to pat his head. He whines softly, but his tail is twitching back and forth just a little, so he must be at least a little comfortable with you. "Listen," you say, standing upright and straightening your clothes, "If you can behave, you can come with me while I look for Dimitri, okay?"

He barks once, and comes to stand directly beside you, almost throwing you off balance. You smile and scratch his ear for a moment, glad to have a companion on your quest.

And it quickly becomes evident that your companion took this quest very seriously indeed. On your way out of the dorms, you see a shock of red hair ahead, and wave down Sylvain to ask for any leads.

"Hey- I haven't been able to find Dimitri all day, have you seen him?"

"Hm? Not recently, sorry to say. Who's your friend?" he says with a smile at the dog beside you, "What a cutie! No comparison to you though, of course."

You slide past that last bit and say,

"Yeah, he was in Dimitri's room when I went to check for him, and he's just kind of... fond of me, I guess?"

"And who could blame him?" Sylvain says, smirking as he leans against the wall beside you, "Say, if you're still looking for Dimitri, why don't we go look for him together in town-"

He doesn't get to finish his suggestion- your canine ally is on him in a second. Up on his hind legs, he jumps against Sylvain, nearly winding him and sending him stumbling back a couple steps. The dog barks and snarls relentlessly, even as you do your best to calm him.

"Sorry, Sylvain! I- I think I should just keep going for now- thanks anyway!"

"Yup- yeah, no problem," he replies, doing his best to regain his easy smile, "Man, your new friend is a protective guy, huh. Take care of Y/N for me, alright?" he tells the dog as you two part.

It's not long before you run into Ingrid on her way out of the dining hall, an admittedly delicious looking meat skewer in hand. The dog trots ahead of you and barks to her- though not aggressively, so you figure she must have made a good impression on him somehow. Once again, you ask about Dimitri, and once again, you have no luck. Ingrid does slide a piece of beef off of the skewer in her hand and hold it out to the dog. He glances back at you. You nod, as if to tell him it's okay, and yet he looks hesitant. With some goading from both you and Ingrid, he very carefully takes the meat from her hand between his front teeth, then chews at it slowly.

"What a strange dog," Ingrid says with a furrowed brow, "I've never seen one so... reticent about food."

"Yeah, he's an odd one," you muse as he finishes his treat, "He's a good boy though, so it's nice having him along."

Maybe all he understood were the words "good boy," but regardless, his tail is now wagging so fast it seems to blur before your eyes.

You bid Ingrid farewell, and continue on your search.

By the time you think to check with Dedue, you've spent an embarrassingly large portion of your day aimlessly wandering and questioning guards and knights. Frankly, he should have been your first guess. Meanwhile, your canine friend has become a comfortable fixture in your day. You find yourself mindlessly chatting with him, and maybe it's just because he recognizes that you're speaking, but he tends to bark back in reply. But when you finally muse aloud that you ought to check in with Dedue, the dog circles you, letting out excited little yelps and barks.

"Okay, okay, I'm going!" you say with a laugh, and head towards the greenhouse side by side with your companion.

And yet, you're not expecting the darkened expression that crosses Dedue's face when you explain that you've lost Dimitri. Sure, you could understand a bit of concern- you're plenty concerned, and the longer this goes on, the more you worry that this could be a serious matter beyond a mere missed connection. But Dedue's voice and bearing are grave as he sets down a watering can and says,

"His highness had offered to help some of the magic students this morning. If anything has befallen him as a result of this..." he trails off, but the malice in his eyes is plain to see. Only the dog whimpering beside you breaks the uncomfortable silence that follows. He pads forward and nudges Dedue's hand with his snout. This small gesture seems to lighten his expression just the slightest bit- but it's something. Dedue sighs and looks to you again,

"I will help you search for him. You continue to look throughout the monastery grounds, and I will check likely classrooms and inquire among the mages. We will cover more ground this way."

You nod, but your canine friend seems agitated. Perhaps it's only Dedue's sullen mood- this does seem like a uniquely empathetic dog, after all. You pat his head gently and say,

"Well, let's try to think of anywhere we might've missed."

You say that, but reflecting on it, it's hard to imagine anywhere you haven't checked and re-checked. You'd done well to bolster your mood thus far, but the more time goes on, the more insidious anxiety starts to take root in your heart. Absently scratching at the dog's furry ears, you let out a sigh, which he seems to respond to by whining softly and nuzzling his face against you.

"I know, I'm sorry, I just... what if something's happened to him?" You say softly, barely more than a whisper.

You're merely wandering at this point, letting your feet aimlessly take you where they will. Eventually, you've found yourself at the training ground, and figure you may as well check here again. Unsurprisingly, Felix is here, among a small handful of other knights and soldiers. Careful to skirt around the edge of the grounds and not get in anyone's way, you approach him, and do your best to greet him cheerfully. Felix huffs and sheathes his sword, wiping sweat from his brow as he scrutinizes your expression.

"You look like a mess." he says, blunt as ever, though you know this is his way of expressing concern.

"Yeah, I- I can't find Dimitri anywhere- I feel like I've looked everywhere twice by now, and no one's seen him since morning, and-" you can't help rambling a bit, a hint of a crack in the back of your throat, "I just couldn't forgive myself if something happened to him- so..."

"I haven't seen him, if that's what you're getting at," Felix says with a hand on his hip. Then, he sighs at your crestfallen expression, "Cut it out, will you? You look ridiculous when you sulk like that. And if the Boar sees you like this, I'll have to watch him sulking too."

You manage an awkward half-smile,

"You're right- thanks, Felix."

You hear your name from across the plaza and turn to see Dedue with Annette in tow. As you turn to meet them, you could swear you hear Felix say something to the dog that trails a few feet behind you. While you're none the wiser, he mutters,

"If you're planning to hang around Y/N all day, you'd better look out for them, got it? They look more like a lost puppy than you do. That stupid Boar had better show up soon."

The dog gives a soft little whine, and gently nuzzles Felix's hand. With an exasperated sigh and a roll of his eyes, Felix in turn scratches at his neck, his expression softening just slightly.

Then, those golden ears perk up at your voice,

"Dimitri?!"

He turns and immediately bounds towards you, jumping up and licking at your face with his tail wagging at full speed. You laugh and ruffle his fuzzy head, then turn back to Annette and say,

"Well, he responds to it, so maybe you're right! But... you're sure the only thing we can do is wait for it to wear off?"

"I'm afraid so..." she replies, coming to stand beside you, "Say, Dimitri- if this is really you, could you please walk in a circle around me and then Dedue, then come back and stand in front of Y/N?"

He follows her request without question. Her instructions are far too complex to follow without extensive training, and with no gestures or encouragement to guide him, it seems almost certain that this dog is in fact your lovely Dimitri. You're eyes burn with the threat of tears, and it only now occurs to you how worried you'd been all day.

"Well, Dimitri, it seems we've had quite a day together," you say fondly, kneeling down to wrap your arms around him, "You make a really cute dog, but I think you'll be cuter when that magic wears off- so come back soon, okay?"